randwolf

A Moving Tale

Blararargh. I have the creeping crud. I had to leave a dance I
was enjoying for lack of energy and concern with spreading this
around. Now my voice has vanished. So, what to do? Write about the
move!

Now, my vague plan was to haul the stuff I wasn't bringing
yet to storage on Sunday, and then bring the rest (and my car) to my
new place on Monday. And, well...

[...wee paws, continuing
Wednesday evening...]

First problem was I neglected to reserve a
truck for Sunday. So, all right, I'll do it Monday, thinks
I...meantime I'll pack. By Sunday night I had everything packed
except the studio and the computer. I figured there wasn't much left,
so I'd finish Monday.

Monday morning I went to pick up the truck.
And, well, it gobbled. Near as I can figure it wasn't running
on all cylinders, at least all the time. So I went back to finish
packing. I got Brian, my reggae-loving roommate, to help me haul
furniture and my futon over to my storage locker, which is getting
awfully full. Then I returned (late), to finish packing.

I
started on the studio...and worked on the studio...and worked on the
studio... I finally decided that there was a space warp in my
studio--that was the only way so much stuff could fit in such a small
space. By the time I'd finished that, and the computer (at least
three cubic feet of accessories and cables. Yikes!), I was convinced
that the mass of my stuff inside that house meant that I was inside
inside the Schwarzchild radius of a black hole. This explained much,
especially how hard escape was--clearly quantum tunnelling was
required. It got very late--perhaps time dialation--before, with
Brian's help, I'd loaded the truck.

I went and attached the car to the truck, and then I reluctantly
decided to stay a last night in Eugene--I didn't want to be unloading
in the dark. A good thing I did. There was not that much stuff, but
a good chunk of it landed in my new place's basement.

I simply had no idea how big a studio has to be! From school,
I knew how big a drafter's desk had to be. But I didn't count the
storage space required for multiple projects, the table space for
model-building and spreading out drawings, the pin-up space for work
in progress, to say nothing of the space required for pin-ups of
preliminary presentations. And computer cabling--another thing I'd
not realized the volume of. If either had been set as a design
problem, I'd have known. As it was, I'm still a bit stunned.